You will rarely see any two cats in close proximity in this house unless there is a smack down happening or they are hiding from a common foe (fear makes for strange bedfellows). Newton was not originally this close to Talia on the bed but he wanted to see what was going on in the next room without getting off of the bed. So, he just scooted over. Not up her butt enough for her to hiss or get mad, just the right amount, evidently. If he does this more often, he may finally get the grooming he so badly desires.
Pierre has decided that during this particular time, this Kickaroo is his and his alone.
The Kickaroo is one of the favorite toys in the house. It can be used as a pillow, a pull toy, a kangaroo kick toy, even thrown and fetched. Here, Pierre looks at me to make sure I know he has laid claim to his toy.
He notices another cat that may be interested in the same toy as him (in his mind). I guess being the middle child makes you paranoid.
After a good brushing, Talia is looking and feeling good. She and Pierre both think the brush is a special t-r-e-a-t and come instantly when the drawer is opened where the brush lives. Her naughty brother sits off in the distance and pouts that everyone else is getting attention but him but try getting near his royal puffiness with a brush and he runs off like a school girl.